Walking Corpse: Witched Doctor Family

"Faang Wei, believe me, eating human flesh is not as scary as you think it is." "But you don't like it, so I really did my best. I don't want to become a person that you hate, so I worked hard to stop it, and even if I was hungry and sad, I still tried my best to do it, but I'm really afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it."

"It's alright," Faang Wei sighed inwardly. Shang Que was a zombie, in the eyes of a zombie, humans and dogs were the same as pigs and beasts, and they were eating human flesh, but actually, they were eating other meat as well. However, in his heart, Faang Wei could not accept this.

He knew that Shang Que was treating him well, but every time he thought about how he saw Shang Que drinking human blood in this underground room, he felt a sense of disgust.

He knew that he wasn't loathing Shang Que, but's act of sucking in human blood.

However … Is there a difference?

"Wait, we will definitely get out," Faang Wei released Shang Que and started to look for the right tool, trying to open the iron door once again.

However, aside from the coffins and the countless ancient corpses in the room, he found nothing.

"There must be a way." Although Faang Wei was anxious, he tried his best to calm himself down. The light in the fighting room became dimmer and dimmer, as if it was a sign that the chances of Faang Wei and Faang Wei surviving were getting dimmer and dimmer.

"Faang Wei, do you know?" Shang Que squatted on the ground, his eyes revealed a look of fear, as if he had thought of something, "I'm different from you guys, I … "I grew up eating human flesh …"

"What …" Faang Wei's entire body shivered, he looked at Shang Que in disbelief, and said: "Could it be, could it be, that you're not a zombie? Aren't you a zombie after death? "

"How many times have you asked me how old I am? I have never told you about my life or death, but today, I will tell you." Shang Que's expression became more and more flustered, "I was born before the liberation, and I don't even know the exact age, but I only know that from the moment I started being sensible, I followed my parents and fled the wastelands. From north to south, as long as there's food, we'll head there."

Although Faang Wei had not gone through an era of extreme cold and hunger, he still knew from the mouths of the older generation and from various books, that years had been difficult times. He also knew that many people did not die from Japanese Army's slaughtering knives, but rather from famine.

"It's different from other kids, I've been raising it since I was young, and I've also had a lot of meat to eat. At first, I didn't understand why it was like this, until I watched my father carry a dead body home …" After saying that, Shang Que's eyes revealed a look of fear, as though this matter was branded deeply into his mind, "Only then did I know that the reason I grew up like this was not because our family was rich, but because my father fed me human flesh in order to support me."

"What …" Faang Wei felt his stomach churning. Although he knew that during the times of war and chaos in China, there would always be the scene of people eating people, but all of this would only stay in the books. Faang Wei had no concept of what it was, but from what Shang Que said just now, the meaning was completely different.

Shang Que did not stop there. It was as if after he started the conversation, he revealed all the secrets that he had buried in his heart. He raised his head, and looked at Faang Wei with blurry eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Do you think it's easy to obtain human flesh?"

"At that time, human meat was publicly sold in the market, and a corpse could even be sold for an ocean. When I was young, many people starved to death, so my father could still help me get it. "Sometimes, my father and I can't even touch a single person for ten to fifteen days. Even if we did, we'd still be afraid of being killed …"

"At that time, I was only seven years old. The people in the village either fled the village or starved to death. My mother died before I could even begin to understand, or even … I suspect that my mother was killed by my father and then, we ate together. "

"What?" Hearing that, Faang Wei's entire body shook, and he said loudly: "Your father actually... Is there still humanity? "

"Suddenly," Shang Que lifted his head and said, "You are not allowed to slander my father, my father … "My dad …" As he said till here, Shang Que couldn't help but sob.

Faang Wei knew that he had never experienced that era, so it was indeed a little inappropriate for him to guess who the person at that time was with his current heart. However, he didn't know how to comfort Shang Que right now either.

Shang Que cried for a while before continuing, "Do you know how I survived?

Faang Wei shook his head.

Shang Que slowly said, "I clearly remember that it was a snow winter. My father and I had not been able to find any food for an entire three months, let alone human flesh, tree bark, grass roots, or even Guanyin dirt, my father knows that if this goes on, both he and I will starve to death."

Shang Que stopped crying and looked ahead with empty eyes. His calm tone made Faang Wei feel a wave of fear: "At that time, I was so hungry that I passed out, I thought I wouldn't be able to live anymore. But then, I felt a warm liquid dripping into my mouth, I thought it must be the most beautiful food in the world.

"Later on, I found out that the thing I was holding on to was my father's hand. My father cut open his own arteries and saved me, but my father could no longer live."

After saying that, Shang Que's entire body shook, as though he had fallen into some unbearable memory. Faang Wei did not interrupt him, but instead, quietly listened.

"Before my father died, he said that if I wanted to live, I would eat him, or we would all die."

"Then did you eat it?" Faang Wei turned his head, looked at Faang Wei, and slowly said: "Do you know what a person who is extremely hungry will do? Do you know what kind of crazy things a person would do when they want to live on?"

Faang Wei's face twitched. Looking at Shang Que, he could not answer even a single word.

"That's right. I ate my father, and I ate him for three whole months. My father used his life to save me, allowing me to live three more months. But precisely because of those three months, I met a person."

"Who is it?"

"At that time, he was dressed in white and he carried me, who was on the verge of death from hunger, with his hands and gave me a drop of blood. He said that once I drank this drop of blood, I would never be hungry again in this lifetime … "

"Who is that person?" Faang Wei asked.

Shang Que shook his head, and said: "I don't know, I only know that when there was such a big snowfall, that person only appeared for a short while, and then forever disappeared. Later on, I met Shang Fu, and later on, I met you."

Faang Wei nodded. After hearing Shang Que's sad story, he only felt his back drenched in sweat, and the two of them no longer spoke. The entire space once again fell into a deathly silence.

In the end, Shang Que raised his head and said: "Do you know why I'm telling you these things?"

Faang Wei blankly shook his head.

"This is my last secret before I die. I will pass my secret to you. You have to guard it well for me."

Faang Wei frowned, and said: "We will not die."

Shang Que laughed, walked to Faang Wei and said slowly: "Also, I need to tell you, eating people is not as terrifying as you think. I can do it, you can do it too."

Faang Wei suddenly pushed Shang Que away and said: "Shang Que, what nonsense are you talking again?"

Shang Que did not retreat. Instead, he stood on his tiptoes and kissed Faang Wei on the head: "Faang Wei, I don't beg you to love me, but please remember me."